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It was just what i feel
and no philosophy
the enchanting moment
was now on a page

they told me to write in Rhyme
couldn’t heed
cause what rhyme did to my words – was bind

Meandering words built the sentence
that’s how a loner writes

I wanna tell them who I am ,
they refuse to recognize

So I write it down
and call it a poem
I am a player after-all
of that play that Bard says

my role is to write
of that tiny bit and all the might

and now my chains are no-more . . .

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A Straight-Edge Musical PsychopathJust trying to be human , & to make and be happy !!!!!and i write ..............!!X!!
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